a record of thoughts

I finally had the guts to get rid of my Treo with Sprint. I kind of tolerated Treo’s malfunction for the past year. What I really hate with CDMA service is that I can’t change my phone. So here I finally switched to my former carrier, T-Mobile. My colleague was selling me AT&T, but there’s one feature that made me decide for T-Mobile. That’s SMS/MMS messaging rate for both domestic and international. Signal is no matter for me because whatever they say, that factor is relative.

I ported my old number to the new carrier so that I don’t have to inform people of my number. Besides, it’s free. Anyway, the porting should take about 48 hours, but after the 48th hour, I still didn’t have my number. So I called T-Mobile number transfer support and I found out that the pin# we provided was wrong. I had to reset the pin# via MySprint and it finally went through. The support representative was excellent and made the process very easy. This morning when I woke up, my Nokia 6301 was blinking its beacon telling me that the number was successfully ported. Finally I’m back to a normal telephone.

Now I should send my rebate form.

Okay I have been wondering about these in the past few weeks (or months maybe):

1. How come new bloggers still use Blogspot.com over WordPress.com?
2. Why is there a need to create multiple blogsites? (most of the time are not updated) (more…)

Taken from “Harold & Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay”:

I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three.
A three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight.

Beneath a vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
With just some quick arithmetic.

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality.
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer.

We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed.

I had a short term absence online, if anyone noticed. I did it intentionally because nothing was coming out of my head, except the back entries that I will be posting tonight.They were posted offline in my i-touch-nothing-happens. I installed an offline WP there so that I can write directly through there and I don’t have to re-format my entries when I’m publishing online. Before my word processing software was formatting the entries when I copy & paste. (more…)

While I was watching the opening for Eat Bulaga! today, I was reminded of my high school days back in the Philippines. Back then, we had a subject wherein we did skits every Fridays on a given topic. It’s a civics class, so the topics relate to morals and ethics. But that’s not the point of this entry. (more…)